Wireless Goodness

There was a time when birds are not like we see them now. Among them there were constant quarrels because they all believed that they were of greater importance than the others, some because of the beauty of their song, others because of their striking plumage, such as the peacock.

At that time, the Great Spirit, who knows everything and created everything, called an assembly to choose one that could govern all birds, with the nobility that required such a high office. The birds began to discuss with the others about the contest, and each began to exalt their virtues, pretending to be deserving of such a distinction.

"The bird with the sweetest song will probably be chosen," said Xkokolch, the nightingale, from the branch of a thick tree, "so you can achieve the consensus of all and your voice will be a caress to those who are sorry. "" You're wrong, "said Cutz, the Mountain Peacock, as he perched on another tree," that's not what we need. " Whoever rules the other birds must be strong, with the character and rigidity that the post requires, to put order where there has never been - and with his claws broke the branch on which he was posed.

- I disagree ! - replied Chac-dzibdzib, the Cardinal, as he spread his wings - there is no other bird that is more capable than I to govern here - My path is impeccable, and everyone admires my scarlet plumage.

Dzul-Cutz, the Peacock, listened to the other birds that tried to exalt their characteristics. But he, as he did not have a very beautiful plumage at the time, was inhibited by his little attraction, and he was filled with envy. In a moment, it came to mind his Puhuy, the messenger of the roads, who to be absent had not heard that the birds were discussing who should win the contest.

Dzul-Cutz the Peacock, to the house of the latter and commented on the call:Dzul-Cutz the Peacock went to the elegant building where the birds had gathered to choose the King of the Birds, and as he waddled in and with his neck erect he made exclamations and the most beautiful birds, which they had thought deserving of the first place nodded in disbelief as they gazed upon the gallantry with which Dzul-Cutz was seized of the event, as he sang a melodious chirp. The Great Spirit, marveling at the image of the Peacock, did not hesitate to proclaim to the Peacock like monarch of the birds, and then ordered to spread the news by all the surroundings

Nevertheless, Dzul-Cutz did not return to Puhuy its feathers, and after a few weeks the latter appeared hiding under a bush, and cold. Having gained riches and honors, the Peacock had forgotten the favor that had made him his friend. All the birds made known to the Great Spirit that the Peacock had achieved this beautiful plumage through the betrayal he had made to Puhuy and demanded that he be punished. Since then, whenever the majestic Peacock it opens its beak, a beautiful song does not come out of its throat, but an unpleasant sound that causes laughter in the other birds, in punishment to its bad action.

Meridians: April 2008The book was originally published in 2003 in French in Canada, and is now being edited for the first time in Spanish. Ari arrived in Mexico after shipwreck together to Melkolf, a Catholic Irish slave, and to be found by the Toltecs.